Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Jimson had the gall to furrow his brows in concern. “I hope she’s all right… that poor girl.”

I watched him carefully and decided to test him.

“She is,” I said flatly. “She was found an hour ago.”

A single blink. No twitch. No shift in weight. Just that same

damned smug confidence.

Jimson remained eerily calm.

Too calm.

And that told me everything I needed to know.

Then, suddenly, Jess exploded.

“Why are you acting like Olivia’s disappearance is the end of the

world? Are you that scared? Or is it that you care too much?”

Her voice was high–pitched and hysterical, a mix of rage and

confusion.


I didn’t raise my voice. “Do you even know what she was doing

here? What she found?”

Jess scoffed. “She’s a secretary. She’s been here forthree days.

Why would anything she says matter?”

I walked forward slowly, each word clipped and deliberate. “That secretary uncovered something you’ve failed to detect in two years. She was doingmyjob. She disappeared onmywatch.”

Jess clenched her fists, her face crumpling with disbelief.

“You’re insane. You’re–what, in love with that married woman

now?”

this woman I once thought might

“If you’d focused

maybe your

resigning.” Then, louder, “I’ve

going to let him know


people over

and rubbed my forehead. Of course

cried to him when she couldn’t

“Let me guess. You told him I’m biased.

mind over Olivia.”

nodded defiantly. “Yes. Because that’s

Favoritism. Obsession.”

Jimson chimed in. “I’m

everything. If loyalty

I’m done.”

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glanced at

Jimson’s lead


My father

turned on the speaker. “Father,” I said calmly, “the purpose of

came here to see. The ones who needed to

Jess looked stunned.

wasn’t done. “You don’t deny

married woman, no less. What are

to do–fight

reason I care about Olivia

my

checking. She put herself in danger because this branch is rotten

tellme,” Jimson shouted, his mask

report it toanyoneofficial. She just wanted to show off in front of

snapped. “And


“Even if she found something–there’s protocol. She

some damned investigator!”

I could reply to Jimson, a weak

the silence from the doorway, quiet but firm

movement in

“The mole is… Jimson.”

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